Beginning of Forced Marriage
BDP. The Part 11
Nayna came out of her room with a neat appearance, she almost forgot, if today was her schedule to go back to check her content.
Nayna came out of the house, not forgetting that she locked the door and brought the key, as Arkan also held the key to the house, so there was no need to worry if the man came home early.
Nayna walked out of the compound, she headed to the highway to look for public transportation, when she had just reached the end of the complex road, arkan's motorbike suddenly stopped in front of him.
"Where are you going?" arkan asked Nayna who had stopped his steps and looked at him in wonder.
It's still daytime, it's not time for the man to go home to work, but why he's gone home, is more or less the question that Nayna had in mind.
"I want to go to the hospital, Om want to go home, tumben clock is coming home?" sahut Nayna put on a smile as usual.
"Let me anterine" Arkan said, without commenting on Nayna's earlier remarks.
"No need Om, I can take public transportation, Om must be tired, Om should go home and rest," refused Nayna in a subtle way, he did not want to trouble Arkan.
"Hurry up." Arkan was a little pushy because Nayna seemed reluctant to accept the offer.
"But the helmet is one." Nayna's looking for a reason not to be delivered by Arkan.
Arkan got off his bike and opened the seat of the bike, he then took a helmet that was out of the box.
"It." Arkan gave the helmet to Nayna and returned to his bike.
Seeing that Arkan was so determined to deliver him, Nayna had no other choice but, according to him, he ended up wearing the helmet and started riding the bike.
After making sure Nayna ride perfectly and comfortably on his bike. Arkan began to run the bike, for a while there was no conversation between the two people, until finally Nayna began to make a sound.
"Om to the hospital .. yes," Nayna said, mentioning the hospital address she would have reached in a loud enough voice to be heard by Arkan.
"What do you want to go to the hospital?"
"Check the contents."
Arkan did not speak anymore, he just nodded his head and ran his bike calmly.
After a journey of approximately 30 minutes, Arkan motorbike had stopped at the hospital parking lot that Nayna mentioned earlier, Nayna got off the bike and removed his helmet.
"Thank you Om" said Nayna, handing the helmet to Arkan.
"Yes." Yeah." Arkan received the helmet and saved it to the handlebars of his motorcycle.
Shortly after he came down and took off the helmet he was wearing, Nayna stared in wonder at the man, at first thinking that Arkan would return after delivering it.
"Come," take Arkan who has kept his helmet on the handlebars of the motorbike.
"Om not coming home?" asked Nayna with a gawk.
"Go home, but later after you finish checking the contents," said Arkan who had started to step.
Nayna was still staring at Arkan's back in confusion, while Arkan, who realized that Nayna was not following him, turned back around, staring at him.
"Come, why are you even silent, hurry up it's almost afternoon" said Arkan.
"I-iya Om," said Nayna then stepped slowly, until he along with Arkan, entered the hospital.
Arkan continued to follow Nayna's steps, he even sat himself beside the young pregnant mother, not looking the slightest awkwardness on the man's face, following Nayna like that, she said, he looks like a husband who follows his wife to check on his future son.
In contrast to Nayna who felt awkward, followed like by Arkan, moreover many pairs of eyes were looking towards him, from the first time coming there, as if he was a rare spectacle.
"Why do you look uncomfortable?" ask Arkan who saw the strange movements of Nayna.
"It's okay Om" said Nayna in a soft voice, trying to put a smile on Arkan.
"Just relax, your child will be fine" Arkan told Nayna.
He did not know, if Nayna like that because of his presence is not for fear of why-not as the content, all this time he felt fine, so he was sure the content was also fine.
"Yes Om" said Nayna, then he took his phone in the bag.
He decided to play the phone, while waiting for his name to be called, the man next to him did the same thing, he also played his phone.
After waiting for almost an hour, Nayna started putting her phone back in her bag, standing up and looking at Arkan.
"Om I go in first yes," Nayna told Arkan, but instead got an unexpected reply from the man.
"Come, I'll come in, too" Arkan said casually, he had even stood up and put his phone back in his pants pocket.
"But Om—" Nayna was confused as to how to ban the man from entering.
"Why? Come quickly in, so that the examination will be completed soon, so that we can go home soon," said Arkan even he had started to enter, leaving Nayna who still could not believe what happened.
The man who was her husband's status, walking leisurely towards the examination room, Nayna only bida sighed resignedly, she then started to slowly step.
Following Arkan who had arrived at the door of the room that had been opened by a nun there, they entered the room in tandem.
"Please sit down, sir, ma'am" said the young woman with a friendly smile on her face.
"Yes Doc" said Arkan no less friendly.
The man shifted the chair for Nayna, again that simple treatment, made Nayna look at him in a daze, while Arkan as before, he put on a calm face, she said, Nayna finally sat down on the chair and began to look at the doctor.
"May I request a record of the previous examination" the doctor told Nayna.
Nayna nodded and began to open her bag, she then gave the doctor a check-up note the previous month.
"It's Doc" Nayna told the doctor.
"Let me check first." The doctor examined the note carefully.
Nayna and Arkan just kept waiting for what the doctor was going to do afterwards.
"Why isn't his father's name written here?" the doctor looked at Nayna and Arkan in surprise. Because there is only the name of Nayna, the name of the father of the child is not written.
Nayna did not immediately answer him, he did not mention the name of the father of the child, when doing his first examination, because at that time he did not know whether to mention the name of the man or not.
"His father's name was Arkana Giovan Dok."
